Song Nanting was not interested in Tian Xiao'e's affairs and had a bad relationship with her, so Song Nanting went home and closed the door.
Xu Hongbo also noticed that side. Seeing Tian Xiaoe looking over there, he followed her and looked over. "What's wrong? That seems to be Captain Lu's home. Do you know his wife?"
Tian Xiao'e pursed her lips and said, "I know him, but I'm not familiar with him."
"Oh," Xu Hongbo didn't care. He glanced at her and said, "It's very cold and the ground is slippery. Don't send me off. Come in."
Tian Xiao'e responded and did not move. After Xu Hongbo left, she looked towards the Lu family in the east.
Under the heavy snow, fewer people were gossiping and chatting.
Tian Xiao'e curled the corner of her mouth, turned around and went home.
Zhuangzhuang led his brothers and sisters to stand in a row, "Mom, are you really going to marry Uncle Xu?"
Tian Xiao'e burst into tears, "I am a woman, how can I support the four of you if I don't get married?"
Zhuangzhuang frowned and said, "But if you have a stepfather, you will also have a stepmother." He said loudly, "Mom, can you please not get married? When I grow up, I will support you."
Tian Xiao'e burst into tears, looked at him and said, "You are still young, these days are hard."
How can a woman live without a man?
How do I get through the day?
Song Nanting didn't know what was going on, but Aunt Song mentioned it when she came. "Tian Xiao'e is right to think so, but she has too many children. It would be fine if she could find someone with fewer children. Xu Hongbo has three children at home, and they are not big. The oldest is only six years old, and the youngest is only one year old."
That makes seven children.
Even though Song Nanting likes children, she still feels overwhelmed when she hears about having seven children.
Moreover, the youngest one is only one year old, and Tian Xiao'e's youngest daughter is less than three years old. If they really get married, Tian Xiao'e will probably be tied up at home to take care of the children.
Go out with a group of gourd dolls...
Song Nanting shuddered, "It's a bit scary."
Aunt Song laughed, "Yes, even though it's so cold and there's no one outside, everyone is talking about it."
Song Nanting was surprised, "So they all stayed at home and chatted?"
"Of course, otherwise the winter would be so long and boring." Aunt Song laughed, "It's only because you're pregnant, otherwise someone would have come to play with you a long time ago."
Song Nanting was really excited, but it was too cold in winter, and she really didn't like to move except on the kang. Aunt Song also knew her problem, so she didn't invite her, "Let's talk about it after the New Year when it's warmer."
Aunt Song then asked, "By the way, when will you return to the capital to celebrate the New Year?"
Song Nanting said, "The sixteenth day of the twelfth lunar month."
"Okay, I'll pack some things then."
Song Nanting was about to say no, but Aunt Song said, "Don't refuse. That's the friendship between me and your mother-in-law. This is how people interact with each other. You give me something and I give you something. What your mother-in-law gives you are all valuable things. Our family doesn't have such good conditions, but we have to give you something within our ability. Don't worry about it."
So on the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Aunt Song came and brought a bag of dried fruits such as hazelnuts and walnuts, which weighed more than ten pounds.
Song Nanting asked in surprise, "Did you go up the mountain and dig out the squirrel's nest?"
"Look at what you said." Aunt Song laughed, "It's your third brother. He knows a friend who is from the Oroqen ethnic group. The other party gave it to him as a gift. He picked out some for you to take back. I won't give you yours separately. I'll talk about it when you come back."
Song Nanting was very happy and smiled, "Do you have any more at home? Niuniu is also eating complementary food, so you can give her some offal occasionally."
"Yes, don't worry. No one can be at risk but Niu Niu." Aunt Song said, "See if your mother-in-law wants to come with you after the New Year. If not, I will take care of you during the confinement period and let Niu Niu's grandmother take care of her for a while. After the confinement period is over, it will be easy. You can send her over, or I can bring Niu Niu over."
Hearing her godmother's plan for her, Song Nanting felt warm in her heart. She nodded, "Okay, thank you godmother."
Aunt Song smiled and said, "You're still being polite to me even though you call me godmother."
She added, "By the way, your sister-in-law has some cotton cloth. I'll make some small clothes for the child when I have time. You don't have to do it."
Song Nanting nodded in response. After Aunt Song left, Song Nanting breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help thinking about her previous life. It seemed that Aunt Song had never come here in her previous life. She just couldn't answer whether Aunt Song had been well taken care of in her old age in her previous life.
When Lu Jianan came back in the evening, Song Nanting showed him these things. Lu Jianan said after a while, "Don't think too much. She treats you as her own daughter, so we should treat her as our own mother. We can take care of her in her old age in the future."
This made Song Nanting feel much more comfortable, and she chuckled, "Then Third Brother will definitely not be happy."
Lu Jianan washed his feet and got on the kang. The two of them continued to learn to write as usual. Lu Jianan said, "If I hadn't taught you all the way and knew that you had only been to school for a few days, I would have doubted whether you were born with the ability."
Song Nanting was startled, then smiled and said, "Maybe you taught me in my dream?"
"How did you teach him?" Lu Jianan's eyes deepened and his hands started to become naughty.
Song Nanting said, "Be careful, there is a child."
The baby was almost six months old at this time, but there were very few fetal movements. However, as her belly grew bigger, Lu Jianan became much calmer.
Lu Jianan hummed, "Go to sleep, I'll be gentle."
Indeed, Lu Jianan is very gentle.
Song Nanting was lying on her side, with Lu Jianan hugging her from behind, one hand on her belly, moving her up and down.
Lu Jianan got up as soon as it was dawn. Seeing that Song Nanting was still asleep and he didn't call her, he got up to heat up the buns that Song Nanting had made yesterday, cooked some millet porridge, and checked all the luggage he was going to take. Then he went over to call Song Nanting to get up.
Song Nanting has become more sleepy since she became pregnant, and she didn't want to wake up after the fight with Lu Jianan last night.
"Get up, you can sleep after you get in the car."
The two had breakfast and felt a little headache looking at the large and small bags.
Fortunately, Xiao Wang drove over and drove them to the station.
Song Nanting wore a thin cotton coat inside and a cotton jacket outside, thick cotton pants and cotton shoes underneath. She walked swayingly like a penguin. When she was getting on the car, she almost couldn't climb in, and Lu Jianan had to support her from behind.
Sister Du Hua, who was sweeping snow outside, saw them and smiled, "Are you going back to the capital to celebrate the New Year?"
Song Nanting responded, "Yes, sister-in-law, there's no one at home, please help keep an eye on it and make sure the roof doesn't collapse due to the snow."
"Okay, don't worry." Sister Du Hua said with a smile.
The car started and I turned around and saw Tian Xiao'e coming out of the house again.
Seeing Song Nanting and the others, Tian Xiao'e suddenly shouted, "Xiao Song, wait a moment."
Song Nanting was curious. Why did Tian Xiao'e call her?
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